| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale: Since I have seen you -- four whole days, I think.
My heart is crowded full of foolish thoughts
Like early flowers in an April meadow,
And I must give them to you, all of them,
Before they fade. The people I have met,
The play I saw, the trivial, shifting things
That loom too big or shrink too little, shadows
That hurry, gesturing along a wall,
Haunting or gay -- and yet they all grow real
And take their proper size here in my heart
When you have seen them. . . . There's the Plaza now,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: after Abner, and became one troop, and stood on the top of an hill.
SA2 2:26 Then Abner called to Joab, and said, Shall the sword devour
for ever? knowest thou not that it will be bitterness in the latter end?
how long shall it be then, ere thou bid the people return from following
their brethren?
SA2 2:27 And Joab said, As God liveth, unless thou hadst spoken, surely
then in the morning the people had gone up every one from following his
brother.
SA2 2:28 So Joab blew a trumpet, and all the people stood still, and
pursued after Israel no more, neither fought they any more.
SA2 2:29 And Abner and his men walked all that night through the plain,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: to Dartmoor, surveying with cross-staff and chain, over my knees in
bog for a three weeks or more. For I have a project to bring down
a leat of fair water from the hill-tops right into Plymouth town,
cutting off the heads of Tavy, Meavy, Wallcomb, and West Dart, and
thereby purging Plymouth harbor from the silt of the mines whereby
it has been choked of late years, and giving pure drink not only to
the townsmen, but to the fleets of the queen's majesty; which if I
do, I shall both make some poor return to God for all His
unspeakable mercies, and erect unto myself a monument better than
of brass or marble, not merely honorable to me, but useful to my
countrymen."* Whereon Frank sent Drake a pretty epigram, comparing
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